Date: Thu, 5 Apr 2012 03:09:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Blake Cotera
Subject: Caught Camping Part 2
Why not. Here's part 2. Comments welcome. Blakester9999@yahoo.com
For some fucked up reason I woke up early the next morning. It was cold
and foggy so I stayed in bed, mostly thinking about what happened yesterday
and last night. Almost seemed too fucked up to have really happened. So
what do I do now? My first thought was to pack up and go home. But what
do I tell my parents? And do I just run away and look like a pussy? I was
planning on heading back Friday or Saturday so I figured I'd stay like till
Thursday and say I just got bored and came home early. A couple things I
knew for sure: 1) I wasn't gonna look like I was running away 2) I wasn't
gonna go outside bare and let that fucker think he could treat me like a
fag 3) I needed to take care of my morning wood. First things first -- I
took care of #3 immediately. Took my morning piss, ate and chilled. By
about 10 the fog lifted and it warmed up so I put on my bathing suit and
walked down the long stairs to boathouse to clean down the dock like I told
my dad I would.
"Morning". It was Andy
"Hey". If he gave me shit about wearing clothes I don't care how big he
was I was gonna kick his ass.
"Hey sorry if I got a little carried away last night. A few too many
Molsons."
"Ya ok no problem"
"I'm goin for a swim. You wanna come?". His tone was totally different
from the day before. Still didn't completely trust him. But at least he
had a swimsuit on instead of wagging his dick in my face.
"Sure sounds good"
Within seconds we were both in the water. We hung out and swam for about 30
min. Felt great and he was a pretty cool guy. Asked me a ton of questions
about my girlfriend (ex-girlfrind). What color hair did she have. Her cup
size. Did she give head. Did I eat her pussy. If she was still my
girlfriend I probably would have felt funny talking about this but fuck
her, she tanked me. We decided to go fishing and he asked me if my dad kept
fishing gear in the boathouse or in the garage. I told him I thought in
the boathouse. We got out of the water and he went in the boathouse to
check. I heard a bunch of things fall (it was always dark and cluttered in
the boathouse and smelled like dirt), then I heard him say "yep, it's in
here. Can you give me a hand with this?".
As I walked in my eyes took a second to focus. I didn't see him at first
but then I realized he was right next to me just inside the door. And his
suit was off.
He put his hand on my shoulders and pushed me down to the floor. He took a
step closer to me, grabbed his dick, pointed it at my face, and said "Blow
me". And I did. I don't know why. But I did. This was different from
yesterday. Yesterday I sorta felt like a cum dispenser, not to mentioned I
was scared and a little shocked. This time he put his hands on the back of
my head and kinda guided me but otherwise he just stood there while I
sucked him. I could actually feel his cock growing in my mouth.
"Good. That's good. Take a little more...a little more...a little
more...c'mon you can do it..."
I started to choke and gag. He laughed. "Easy killer. Just a little at a
time. Its not an official blow job unless you go all the way down to the
pubes". Apparently he had the rulebook.
"That's it...take it...take
it...ooohhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaa" and there I was, on
my knees with his meat in my mouth.
"Now use your hand". I removed my suit and stared stroking my dick while I
sucked his. "No you dipshit stroke MY cock not yours!" Oh. Got it. So I
started stroking his dick while I sucked. He really got into it when I did
that. Then the dirty talk kicked in.
"suckthatcocksuckthatcocksuckthatcocksuckthatcock"
"You like the big ones don't you?"
"Ya this is your breakfast sausage"
"You're gonna swallow this time"
Yikes. Not sure I wanted to be part of that game. I pulled off his dick
and said "I really don't want to get shot in the mouth"
"That wasn't a question."
Then he put it back in my mouth, grabbed my ears and forced it back down my
throat. I heard him start grunting and I could sorta feel his dick tense
up. I don't think I tasted it as much as I felt it. Cum filling up my
mouth. Involuntarily I started chocking and coughing. I saw some of it
spew out of my mouth.
"What'd you do that for?" I didn't know what to say. I didn't even know I
was supposed to answer. He didn't sound mad (who can be mad right after
orgasm lol), just sorta perplexed.
"What'd you do that for?". I guess he did want an answer.
"I don't know. I didn't mean to. I was just sorta a reaction I guess."
"Bitch you gotta learn to take it. Here, lemme show you something."
He laid me down on my back on the floor of the boathouse, lifted my right
leg and put it over his left shoulder and he faced me, kneeling in between
my legs. Then he grabbed my cock and started stroking it. Joke's on him --
I just cummed a couple hours ago. He's not getting shit out of me haha.
Then he pressed his finger up against my asshole. Weird sensation. And he
pushed it in to his first knuckle. OOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!! He took it out
and spit on his finger and did it again. The saliva made it easier to
take, but this time he stuck his finger all the way in my ass. As I yelled
he said "shut the fuck up. You never done this to yourself before?"
Actually I hadn't. I'd played with my hole jacking off sometimes but never
inserted a digit all the way in. But he sorta got into a rhythm and it
started to hurt less and feel good more. And my dick grew. And grew. And
grew. Shit - I had a hardon.
"See. You like it don't you."
Fucker was right. I did like it.
"Tell me when you're gonna cum."
At that point I think I nodded cuz I sure as hell couldn't talk. It felt
great but I wasn't close to cumming since I took care of my business
earlier that morning. Then he said "let's see how you handle 2". He
pulled out and when he went back in the sensation was WAY stronger. He was
talking about 2 fingers, which now were solidly stationed in my rectum.
Similar to one finger, it hurt a ton when it started, but the more he spit
the better it felt, to the point where I was practically thrashing around
on the floor. I started trying to move away from him to ease the onslaught
but he stopped stroking my dick and grabbed ahold of it and squeezed,
pulling me back to him and said "Where do you think you're going? I got you
by your cock and your little pink asshole. You ain't goin nowhere."
I guess it was a combination of the sensation in my ass, and my dick, and
the situation I was in, but I felt my nuts start to rumble. I breathlessly
said "gonna cum".
He pulled his fingers out of my ass (OUCH!), lifted my other leg up on his
shoulder, rolled me over so my dick was pointing at my face, pushed down on
my back, and shoved his fingers back in my hole. Like (I think) every kid,
I had tried to see if I could suck my own dick at some point or another. I
could get about 4 inches away but couldn't do it. I still couldn't, but
his weight had got me to the point where my dickhead was like 2 inches from
my mouth. He was working my hole and my cock and I was gonna blow soon.
"Open your mouth"
OMG. No way was I doing that. I shook my head no.
"Open". Was he seriously gonna make me cum in my own mouth???
"Open bitch or so help me God I'm gonna shove my big cock right up your
little asshole".
Wasn't ready to take that chance. As I opened my mouth I could see his
eyes get wide, like a batter as a sloppy curve is coming in that he knows
he's gonna send out of the park. His paced picked up and he moved closer to
me so he was right on top of me. I could hear him breathe. I could smell
him. It was so fuckin...idk...primal.
Then slpam, I lost control and started shooting ropes directly into my
mouth. Some went on my face. Mostly my mouth. I could hear him quietly
going "ya...ya...yaaaaaaaaaaa". As he was letting my legs down to the
laying down postion I started looking around to see where I could spit it.
But he was on me in a second, laying on top of me face to face just like
last night. His strength and weight pinned me and I couldn't move. His
face was about 2 inches from mine. I saw that smirk that I saw so many
times yesterday. Fucker was just enjoying the view. He put his hands on
the sides of my head so I couldn't turn away.
"Swallow"
I shook my head no.
"Swallow...SWALLOW" and he put his hand over my mouth. I could smell
myself on his hand. My mouth was full of my own cum. His hand was pressing
against my mouth. "You're not getting up till you swallow your goo."
And in one gulp it was gone, right down the ol' pipe. It made a noise
going down so he knew what it happened.
"You just ate your own fuckin cum. (lauging) That's the most disgusting
thing I ever seen!"
He was probably right.
"Now you got no excuse when I make you swallow mine. Did you like
swallowing your junk?"
"No"
"haha tough shit. Get used to it."